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How's everyone enjoying another day of this fine incursion?

_{[Sarcasm: learn it, live it, love it.]}

I'm writing in regards to the Mirrors as if they're not already the hot topic issue around here, but don't worry, it's not another warning about a murder-happy lunatic on the loose. I'd like to ask for a favor. Or maybe more like a citizen's arrest? If you happen to see a blond man with a dead look in his eyes and a sun symbol stamped on his forehead, that would be mine. I've attached a handy picture for your reference.

Be a dear and kick him back to his side should you see him, all right? He probably won't run or do more than bore you to death, but if he's here that means I'm there, and my skills aren't much good on the other side of the glass.

Pretty please and thank you! :)

- Anders

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Ah, I hope her royal furness is in better spirits now.

_{[Now that mistress and cat have been reunited.]}

She does seem to have a knack for ferreting out imposters. I can throw in some tuna?

[manipulative]

You'll need to throw in more than that.

[ this is vasilka we're talking about, anders, not ash or ember. ]

What do you think will happen once the idiots around here discover she's quick at identifying mirrors? They'll demand her more than the Queen of Hearts does heads.

[ just because vasilka likes you doesn't mean she's going to always pick you first, anders. (she will; god, she really loved how he scratched behind her ears.) ]

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I feel as though we have a rapport, she and I. Have you asked her if I can have a discount on her services? How about I throw in some salmon to go along with the tuna?